I am a victim
I spent my childhood scared of everything and everyone
At home I was being abused emotionally and physically
At school I was being bullied because I was different
Or because I liked a certain guy
Or maybe it was the fact that I wore baggy clothes and pajamas
But they don’t see the tears I cry myself to sleep with
They don’t see the bruises hidden behind my clothes
And most importantly they don’t hear my cries that I scream out everyday
I am voiceless or maybe they are just deaf
Maybe they don’t want to hear my cries because they don’t want to get involved
Or maybe they are too selfish to care
But either way I am still here
Though I fight everyday and cry every night
I am still here
There are days when I want nothing more but to end it all
End all the pain and the hurt that I feel
Maybe then they will hear my cries
Maybe then they will see the bruises and the breaks
But even then they still will never truly understand what I went through
How everyday I was scared to wake up to a beating
How everyday I walk into the school and ask what do you have to say today
How everyday I will go home and lock myself in my room because it's the only place I feel safe
And even then I still have the fear that I will get hurt some way somehow
Nobody will ever truly know my story
Because in order for you to understand
You would have to be there
I am a victim
But I’m also a survivor